Stories of Birds. Lenore E. Mulets

Stories of Birds - Lenore E. Mulets

IN THE SNOW<br><br>It was a bright, wintry day. The frost jewels sparkled on the snow. The winds blew cutting cold from the north.<br><br>Phyllis, in her scarlet coat and cap, and long, warm leggings, waded in the deepest drifts she could find.<br><br>Out by the garden fence was the greatest drift. After floundering through it, Phyllis climbed up and perched on the top rail of the fence.<br><br>She sat quite still, for she was almost breathless after her struggle in the snow.<br><br>Suddenly, just over her head, Phyllis heard a whistle. She started so that she almost fell from the fence.<br><br>Again came the whistle, clear, sweet, and long drawn out. Phyllis looked up, and there on the branch of the elm-tree sat a cheery little bird.<br><br>With a third whistle he flew down to the fence and perched beside Phyllis.<br><br>He came quite close and stared at the little girl in a gay, curious manner, as though he might be looking for a playfellow.<br><br>&quot;Who are you?&quot; asked Phyllis, ......